Reese chuckled and looked over to Sky, who was eavesdropping on his text conversation and smiling a cute little smirk at the corner of his pouty lips. Reese was happy to see his friend smile, and almost as happy to see that he understood Charlie's and his inside joke, even enjoying it enough to keep the little cute smirk on his face for the entire ride to the restaurant. Reese wondered what exactly was going through Skylar's mind.

At the five star restaurant, Skylar didn't eat much of his meal but he did, however, drink all seven cocktails he ordered - even the ones he said tasted bad. And as many drunks do, he always got hyper-emotional and touchy-feely when he drank and tonight was no exception. Reese was happy to have a back corner booth in the dimly lit restaurant, else he'd be just a tad embarrassed that his best friend kept touching his arm, shoulder, chest and thigh as he talked. Reese wondered whether he was embarrassed for Sky to be seen in public so obviously drunk, or because he found he didn't hate having Skylar's hands all over him.

As the night progressed, Skylar's babble eased over from Catherine (the mention of whose name earned Sky a slightly more pouty lip), to how good a friend Reese was. Then to how good of a guy Reese was. Then to how good Reese looked. Skylar gushed over his best friend and rescuer's tall and immense tightend's body, which he kept in excellent shape even after he was finished with football. Reese loved Skylar's thinner, shorter, but yet, equally impressive physique, which he also gained while playing on their former high school's football team. It always amazed Reese how Skylar kept up with him during training, even though he was only the kicker.

Reese had felt a little flustered whenever the pretty, older waitress came around and witnessed the intimate bromance, but when they were alone he relished the moment. Who wouldn't love being worshipped until completely flushed by their objectively gorgeous best friend. When the thought came that he might have a crush on Skylar, he gently pushed it aside into the portion of his brain labeled 'preposterous', blaming his slight erection on Belle, their 40-something year old pretty server.

After Skylar drank all his drinks he was pretty drunk, and needed to "just rest for a bit," leaning against Reese's side. Reese put his arm around his friend to keep him secured and comfy against his chest. Losing the fight with his own muscle memory several times, Reese would find himself gently caressing Skylar's bare arm, up underneath the sleeve of his Polo shirt and back down to the elbow. And after Skylar murmured, "that feels good," in the cutest little lazy kitten voice imaginable, he surrendered to his harmless little habit. Reese was a pretty secure guy.
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When the waitress came with the check, she watched with the most voluminous smile as Reese slowly reached for the wallet in his back pocket while trying not to disturb Skylar. Reese blushed when Skylar absently wrapped his arms around his waist. "You two are such a cute couple," Belle gushed in a hushed tone. Reese smiled and thanked her, not bothering with a denial. What could he say, he liked compliments. And he was a pretty secure guy. "Cute, cute cayoot," the server was mumbling to herself and shaking her head as she walked away, her system apparently overloaded on cuteness.

Reese helped his best friend into the car, buckled him in and drove him home. Skylar wasn't completely passed out, but Reese figured it would be quicker to simply carry the smaller boy up to bed than to be used like a crutch. Reese scooped him right out of the car and cradled him in his strong arms. Skylar put his arms around the stronger man's muscular shoulders, was carried to his bed and deposited gently on top of the covers.

Reese removed Skylar's shoes for him, then his socks, then stood back and looked at the picture - the boy in his bed fully clothed in a tight baby blue Polo top and dark denim skinny jeans. He looked absolutely helpless and atrociously cute - so much so that Reese had to convince himself of a pure motive for doing what he was definitely about to do for one reason or the other https://thefreeadultcam.com .

He looks uncomfortable. Surely he's hot and sweaty. It's not like I want to see him undressed! Reese assured himself as he started on the three little buttons on Skylar's Polo, then lifted it up his cobblestone abs, and over his head, baring all his hard little chest. I mean, I'm secure enough to admit he's gorgeous without his clothes on, but that's not why I'm doing this. He really needs me right now, he said internally, his fingers becoming inexplicably clumsily as he unbuttoned his friend's jeans, revealing a small, triangular portion of his clean, pastel purple undies.

Reese, as gently as he could, worked Skylar out of his pants, getting them down a little in the front, trying his best not to touch the tent in the soft cotton briefs his erection created. He then carefully turned his friend onto his tummy to pull the jeans down in the back. He slowly did so, revealing the powdery purple boy panties stretched taut over Sky's bubble butt. Reese's heart was in his throat, heat assaulted his cheeks, and his cock strained against his pants, his contextual memory bringing him back to when he first lost his virginity. Stupid brain. Thinks since I'm undressing someone I never undressed before that it's the same kind of thing, he thought, blaming his body's response on faulty programming.

Reese couldn't keep his eyes off his friend's little bubble butt though. Or specifically, his light briefs, just then remembering an important fact about Sky's sleeping preferences. Sky usually sleeps naked. I should probably take his undies off for him so that he's comfortable. This night is supposed to be all about him. I shouldn't deny him any comfort because I feel weird about it.

And so, with an excellent reason to do so, Reese hooked his fingers in the waistband of Skylar's purple undies and began to slowly peel them off his perfect little bottom, lifting his hips up to get them down past his muscular thighs and off his feet. It was the cutest boy butt Reese had ever seen - a little muscular, but plump like a girl's and completely hairless.

As a result of another round lost to muscle memory and situational conditioning (so Reese told himself), he took a quick little whiff of the crotch of his friend's undies, a habit he had developed with Charlie. What he smelled there was the unmistakable aroma of fresh precum, his friend's liquid arousal. Probably from thinking about Catherine. I ought to pop his cute little lip again.

He tossed the boy panties aside, feeling significantly more flustered and flushed than he did at the restaurant. His cock was fully engorged and starting to hurt in his pants and he was supremely, superfluously horny. It must be the smell of Sky's cum, he argued internally, my brain thinks it's mine so it's reacting like I am that horny.

Reese stared at the cute boy he had just undressed, and he couldn't help but ogle - hell,

marvel - at his friend's naked body. The tight chords of hard-packed muscle beneath taut, smooth skin. Butter soft and petite, but still hard and strong. The muscles in his back and shoulders, his arms and legs and his glorious little girly tush! It looked so good, especially since Skylar had spread his legs some, separating his cheeks enough to show his posterior valley and a hint of the smooth-looking little hole, not to mention his cock and balls down below. All clean and devoid of hair.

Reese looked away after gawping silently for half a minute, then shook himself back into his right mind, this time telling himself the alcohol he had drank (one old fashioned) was the culprit. He knew he needed to get out of there still and decided to go have a shower and sleep on the couch. So he squeezed Skylar on the shoulder and said, "good night Sky," before turning to leave.

But when he took his first step towards the door, Skylar said, "no. Wait. I - don't wanna be alone," sounding only a little more coherent than someone who needed their friend to undress them. Reese paused beside the bed, looking down at Sky. "I- I want you to- to sleep with me. Please..., can you sleep with me, Reesee?"

Skylar was an adorable ball of sadness, cuteness and neediness, the sexy, dangerous kind. When Reese hesitated, Sky turned onto his back and reached out for Reese's belt buckle. "C'mon. Take off your clothes and get in bed with me," he said, still slurring his words, handling the other boy's belt rather poorly. Reese could only marvel. At the incidentally sexy words pouring out of his friend's pretty mouth . https://smutsigaliam.com/category/hentai-porntube-sidor/ At his friend's spectacular body, everything compact and hard, especially his cock, not small but not huge, uncircumcised, with just a little bit of the pink tip showing.